EVERLASTING KATHLEEN WOODIWISS PDF

Woodiwiss All right reserved. Chapter One August 24, She knew his name was Raven Seabern, that he was here at Westminster Castle in the service of his king, and she was aware of something else as well, that the tall, raven-haired Scotsman was staring at her again. For here, at the court of King Henry, she was being paid the admiration of so many men. Two massive hearths dominated the room at each end, with flames roaring higher than a man. Tapestries kept out the chill drafts and depicted scenes of men in battle or men at the hunt. Never had Abrielle been in a castle so magnificent in its display of wealth and power.

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Woodiwiss All right reserved. Chapter One August 24, She knew his name was Raven Seabern, that he was here at Westminster Castle in the service of his king, and she was aware of something else as well, that the tall, raven-haired Scotsman was staring at her again. For here, at the court of King Henry, she was being paid the admiration of so many men.

Two massive hearths dominated the room at each end, with flames roaring higher than a man. Tapestries kept out the chill drafts and depicted scenes of men in battle or men at the hunt. Never had Abrielle been in a castle so magnificent in its display of wealth and power. And she had been invited by the king himself. And as if his staring were not unsettling enough, the man seemed to possess some mysterious power over her own traitorous gaze, as time and again she found it straying in his direction, despite her resolution not to reward his attention in any way.

It was as if his keen appraisal were tangible; she could feel it, the heat and weight of it, as surely and distractingly as if he were trailing a silken feather over her skin.

He was but one of the many men who had shown interest in her in recent days. Ever since her arrival in London with her mother, Elspeth, and her stepfather, Vachel de Gerard, Abrielle had received the overwhelming regard of noblemen looking for a suitable wife. Though Vachel did not yet have a title, it was assumed that King Henry this night was ready at last to confer such honors on a man known for his heroic deeds on the great Crusade. Those who had done so were men of honorable intentions, which it would seem the Scotsman was not, as for all his apparent fascination with her, he kept his distance.

Even now he stood beside King Henry on the other side of the great hall. Tall and powerful, decked out in bonnet and plaid, he was of an age perhaps a score and ten, mayhap two or three years beyond. There was about him an air of confidence that he wore as easily as he did his colors. Other men spoke to her of the fine evening air, or pointed out the treasures and paintings displayed beneath the light of thousands of candles, but not the Scotsman.

It troubled Abrielle that his reserve caused her even a slight twinge of disappointment. She should not expect more from a stranger, a foreigner born, a man serving as emissary to King David of Scotland, one whose loyalty lay with those who had so often through the centuries ravaged the northern English lands in which she was born and bred.

He was the very last man she should be wasting her time thinking about, especially on a momentous eve such as this. Sufficient largesse toward her stepfather would bring the maiden a boon dearly sought but rarely won, gained only with a very large dowry. She turned away and back to her stepfather and mother, whose excitement suffused her with pride. So much would be happening this night-reward for Vachel, a loyal servant of the king, but also a poignant ceremony that evoked a heartrending memory for Abrielle.

At the Norman court, many Saxons had gathered, after spending countless months striving to have some homage bestowed upon their friends and kinsmen who had fought in the Holy Land, especially since the death of Lord Berwin of Harrington. It had been their way of throwing their own gauntlet at the feet of the unsavory Norman who had gone out of his way to provoke her parent and then, upon accepting his angry challenge, humiliate him for his lack of skill in defending himself.

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Everlasting

Woodiwiss would later remark that, "every single one of us had minds of our own even then; I was no exception. After over three years in Japan, the family moved to Topeka, Kansas and then settled in Minnesota. After buying her husband an electric typewriter as a Christmas present, she appropriated the machine to begin her novel in earnest. Rather than follow the advice of the rejection letters and rewrite the novel, Woodiwiss instead submitted it to paperback publishers. The first publisher on her list, Avon, quickly purchased the novel. This novel, published in , sold over 2.

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Kathleen E. Woodiwiss

Beschreibung bei Amazon Kathleen E. Woodiwiss was an American author of fiction. She was born on June 3, , and passed away in Her full name was Kathleen Erin Hogg before she got married.

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